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the letter is folded over just once, housed inside a small envelope that has passed through so many hands it’s begun to show its age. still, the envelope has done well to preserve the smell of donna’s perfume, which she has smeared near her name at the bottom of the letter, so that Joe would not be able to escape the strong memory of her presence.
on one side of the stationary are donna’s words, on the other, an old portrait of joe that donna had sketched while they spent an afternoon together.
Joey,
It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you I often wonder if your letters aren’t being lost somewhere along the way. This is the most current address I have for you, and if you’ve moved on I can only hope whoever receives this letter will find some way to pass it along to you.
I know it must seem like such a long time since we’ve seen each other, but you must know that I think of you often. Sometimes weeks pass before something reminds me of you, but some days are filled with old memories. Sometimes I will see a woman at a bar from such a distance she might be you, but I approach and find myself disappointed. I wonder if you are ever surrounded by memories of me. Do you think of me too?
I admit to feeling a little sorry for myself, at times... Remembering those moments we shared sometimes breaks my heart, when I’m forced to remember how far away you are, now.
I have wanted to write for some time, but I can never quite figure out what I want to say... Only that I miss you, that I think of you, that I hold no bitterness towards you. I hope that you know this, that you believe it. Should you ever find your way back to me, know that I will always want to see you.
With love, as always, Donna